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Disclaimer- I do not own anything apart from Lucy. I wish I owned Grant but I don't... sad times...

Chapter 14 (Lucy's point of view)

Of course I didn't get much sleep that night. How could I? Knowing it was my entire fault that Grant was in hospital made me stay awake for the rest of the night with torturous thoughts racing through my mind. But then again, we were up investigating until the early hours of the morning- so I wouldn't have gotten much sleep anyways. But it was my fault. Everything. I wasn't sure whether Grant would even be able to forgive me or not. I didn't deserve to be forgiven. I didn't deserve such a lovely man as him. If by some pure miracle that he did forgive me... I would just be the happiest person alive. I just didn't want to have ruined everything. I never meant for it to get so out of hand. Hindsight is a wonderful thing though, and as I brush back the fringe of his soft brown hair, I sigh quietly to myself and smile at him sadly.

Jason had spent the night in the chair beside me; he stayed up most of the night with me making sure I was okay. But I eventually convinced him to get some sleep- although he didn't take much convincing at all! By four o'clock in the morning I think I had managed to drift off into a light sleep. I only had one dream that I remembered. But I didn't want to think about it; after all, it was a replay of all of the events. And it hurt to think about it.

By six o'clock I had woken up to find myself alone with Grant, I looked around for Jay but couldn't see him. Deciding that he had probably gone to get something to drink or the like, I sat up and rubbed my eyes as I yawned. Grant looked peaceful lying there on the hospital bed. The breathing prongs had been removed by a nurse early in the morning as he was able to breathe normally on his own. In fact, he was going to make a speedy recovery- much to my happiness! I took his hand in mine and said to him:

"I'm sorry Grant; I hope you can forgive me..." I sighed. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me- you make me smile- you make me happy. Truth is I haven't been happy in a long while..." I took a deep breath and grinned at him sideways, "You know, you look really cute and peaceful when you sleep." Grant offered no comment as he continued to sleep. I jumped and looked up at the door as it opened and interrupted the silence. Jason walked in with two cups of what smelt like delicious coffee from a vending machine.

"Ah, you're awake," Jay noted with a smile as he sat down. "I got us some coffee."

"Thank you," I murmured gratefully as I took the cup from him. He held out some sugar sachets and I took two and stirred the sweet sugar in. For a few minutes we sat in comfortable silence as we sipped our hot drinks.

"How are you doing?" Jason asked gently. I swallowed my gulp of coffee.

"I'm okay I guess." I told him, "Worried that he'll be upset with me though..."

"There's no need to worry Lucy," Jason grinned, "He loves you more than life itself- I think it's safe to say he could never be upset with you."

"I've been meaning to ask you something actually Jason," I looked him in the eyes as a thought from last night came back to me.

"Oh," He frowned, then raised his eyebrows; "What is it?"

"Last night you told the doctor that I was his girlfriend," I stated- at this a sparkle lit up Jay's eyes. "I was wondering where that came from." He considered what I said with a small grin playing on his face.

"Well it is true isn't it?" He eventually said as he finished off his coffee. Jason looked at me; his blue eyes had a friendly gleam to them.

"Jay..." I began; but he interrupted.

"Lucy look, don't worry," He smiled reassuringly at me, "I know, its okay." I looked at him, taken aback.

"How do you know?" I asked mildly surprised.

"That's what I wanted to talk to G about last night when we left you." Jason told me truthfully. At my slightly worried expression he continued explaining; "I just wanted to talk to him. I suspected something right from when we had to share the room- and when you two shared that bed." He paused, thinking, "I'm fine with it you know. Grant loves you, and as long as you love him- then I'm happy."

"Of course I love him," I murmured as I rubbed Grant's hand.

"Just promise me one thing Lucy," Jay suddenly said seriously.

"Yeah, what?" I asked confused.

"Don't hurt him," his voice was barely a whisper; "I can't bear to see him hurt again like he was last time."

"I'd never hurt him," I said while glancing at my boyfriend lovingly. "I love him too much Jay. I know how much it hurts to have someone you love cheat on you and be a jerk to you. So I can definitely promise that I would never do that to him!" My voice was riddled with determination and the desire to always be there for him. Jason smiled happily and nodded his head.

I had literally just finished the last few dregs of coffee from my cup when doctor Tennant knocked on the door and opened it. He walked in and smiled at us.

"Good morning Mr Hawes, Miss Parker," Dr Tennant said in greeting.

"Morning," Jay and I mumbled- sounding tired in comparison to the doctor's chipper voice.

"Just a final check on Grant," He muttered to us as he began to take Grant's vitals. "Everything appears to be fine." He said happily, "The wounds are clean- so that's good..." The doctor scribbled something on his chart, "I think we can start to wake him up in a minute. The meds are almost out of his system anyways."

"That's a relief," Jason laughed leaning back against the chair.

"Thank God," I said to myself.

"Just a couple of things though," Dr Tennant turned to us, "He will need to make sure that his wounds stay clean- and that the bandages are replaced. They can come off in a week though. The stitches in his arm dissolve on their own- so they should be absolutely fine; no need to worry about that."

"Okay, thanks doc," Jay said.

"And I've prescribed him painkillers if he needs any."

"Great."

"I think it's time for your boyfriend to wake up," Dr Tennant smiled at me. I returned the smile as he injected drugs to bring Grant back to us properly again.

I was never a very patient person- so I found it difficult waiting for Grant to finally wake up. But under the circumstances- I would be impatient. After a good few minutes, I felt Grant's hand twitch under mine.

"Grant?" I said aloud, "Can you hear me? Squeeze my hand again." A few moments later, and I felt him squeeze my hand gently. I watched him intently as I saw his eyelids flicker, before slowly opening to reveal his bright, beautiful brown eyes. Oh I'd missed staring into them so much. I missed the warmth and the love they held, and the softness. I was so lucky to have him! He looked confused- like he wasn't sure where he was. Suddenly, his eyes shifted to look at me, as soon as our eyes met, his lit up with love and warmth that I didn't know could possibly exist. His face broke out into a relieved grin and he said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Lucy! You're okay!" I felt my heart warm at the sheer happiness and relief of his voice. Grant was perfect- he was so selfless to be concerned about me when he was lying in a hospital bed.

"Never mind about me," I said smiling happily at him, "I'm so glad you're with us. I was so scared. How are you feeling?"

"I've been better- but I have been worse," He said shrugging.

"I'm so sorry," I told him, my voice barely a whisper.

"Hey now, it's not your fault," Grant took my hand as we both completely ignored the doctor and Jason.

"Yes it is. If it wasn't for me you would have never gotten hurt..." My voice choked.

"Never mind about me. I'm fine Lucy, I'm just glad you're okay." He took a breath, "If it wasn't for you... we would never have caught what may just be the best paranormal evidence to date!" His face suddenly brightened even more with the biggest grin. He looked excited- like a child at Christmas. He glanced at Jay: "Hey buddy!" He said in greeting to his friend, "We did get that on tape right?"

"We did," Jason nodded, a smile creeping onto his happy face, "Its gold evidence man, let the sceptics watch it and be amazed!" I rubbed Grant's hand and listened in as they carried on talking about the evidence they may have caught. A few minutes later, doctor Tennant decided that Grant was definitely well enough to be released- so he went off and came back moments later with discharge forms (which they filled in.)

"Alright then Mr Wilson," Dr Tennant said cheerily, "You're free now! Just remember to take your tablets if need be and to change your bandages- which can come off in a week."

"Sounds good doc," Grant replied smirking- still sitting in bed. He paused and frowned: "Just one thing... where's my clothes?" Jay and I snickered at this and received a dirty look from Grant as the doctor answered:

"Over there," He pointed, "We had to change you out of your clothes to make you more comfortable. But everything is in that bag over there."

"Thanks," Grant said.

"You're free to leave whenever Mr Wilson, I wish all of you a safe journey back- and good luck reviewing the evidence!" Doctor Tennant signed a final chart with a flourish.

"Thanks doc," Grant said smiling. "Now can somebody pass me my clothes and then get the hell out?"

Hand in hand we walked to the van- where we change to sitting, hand in hand. I leaned into Grant and sighed happily.

"I love you," I said softly as Jason started the drive back to the hotel.

"I love you too Lucy," he murmured back, stroking my hair. "I mean it."

"I really am sorry."

"You really don't need to apologise, I'm just glad you're safe- that was my main worry."

"It shouldn't have been."

"But you're everything to me. So it was." Grant quipped. I straightened up to look at him, a small cheeky smile played on his lips. He poked my ribs and I squealed before batting his hand away. Grant chuckled, it was such a sweet and gentle chuckle- and his whole face lit up with love and warmth. Suddenly, he gently placed his hands either side of my face- we gazed into each other's eyes. His were a chocolate brown colour, they were like the window to his soul- and what I saw was love and happiness. Very slowly, he leaned in until our foreheads were touching. With a tenderness that only he could manage, he kissed me. It was like the first time we had ever kissed. It was passionate, it was heartfelt... it was perfect. His soft lips moulded against mine as though they were two pieces of a puzzle. A burst of love for this beautiful man came over me, and I laced my fingers through his thick, soft brown hair and made the kiss deeper. We drew back, breathless. His eyes sparkled with delight.

"You're perfect." I told him.

"Not as perfect as you." He told me huskily back. Much to Jason's credit, he didn't interrupt or make any kind of jokey comment- which I was extremely grateful for. From out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jay glance at us, then back to the road in a flash; a small smile came onto his lips and he eventually said:

"You guys are perfect together."

Arriving back at the hotel, a little giggle escaped my lips as we began walking to our room. Jason and Grant both looked at me in sync; their gaze was confused, but amused.

"Care to share?" Jay asked.

"I was thinking back to when you had a go at the boys down the phone." I admitted.

"Did you?" Grant stared at him with a grin. (We had told him what had really happened with the boys and I on the way to the hotel and to say he wasn't pleased was to say the least.)

"Of course I bloody well did," Jay muttered darkly, he was still obviously pissed off at them, "And I tell you now, they will be lucky to ever see the light of day again when I'm through with them." I laughed hard at him.

"I'm sure we can resolve this in a... calm and gentle man like manner?" Grant said- but it sounded like more of a question.

"Don't even lie G, you want them shaking with fright as much as I do." Jay smirked.

"True," Grant said whilst nodding.

"I don't give a shit that we still have one more smaller investigation to go on, they can bloody well shove it where the sun don't shine and bugger off. They can leave today. Screw them. I never want to see them again." Jason was getting more pissed off by the minute. Neither Grant nor I said anything- because we both agreed with what Jay was saying. So we just nodded. Seeming to calm down more, Jason changed the subject, "Once we have packed all of the gear in the van, we can get back home. We can review the evidence at the TAPS office later today and tomorrow."

"Sounds brilliant," Grant sighed happily.

"We're not reviewing the evidence here then?" I asked. I was a little disappointed at hearing that we may be reviewing it in the TAPS office- because I wasn't sure whether or not that would include me...

"No, we may as well get back home and look at it there. You live in Warwick don't you?" Jay looked at me.

"I do actually, I live about a few minutes' drive from the TAPS office," I informed him.

"Well that's good then," Jason said. We neared our door, from inside, we could hear the voices of Alex, Richie and David. "Hmm, forgot I gave them the key," Jay muttered. He banged on the door three times. We waited. Then the door opened to reveal Richie, with the boys sat on the couch.

Jason barged past Richie without so much as a second glance at him, Grant and I followed more tentatively behind. Richie shut the door and followed us over to where Alex and David were sitting.

"Right!" Jason growled menacingly, "Richie sit down." Richie quickly obliged, and it was a good thing he did considering Jay's angry tone.

"What's up?" David asked, but instantly winced at how stupid his question was.

"What's up?" Jason roared at him, "You three freak shows are 'what's up'!" Everyone stared at him wide eyed; I never imagined he'd be this pissed off. "All three of you are ignorant twats who put two lives in danger because of your fucking immature childish games! Why the hell would you even say shit like that to Lucy? She's never done anything to you! In fact, she's ten times the investigator you will ever be!"

"But she's..." Richie began to interrupt but Jay was having none of it.

"Shut the hell up and don't fucking interrupt me! You had no right to pull that little stunt of yours last night! Grant could have been much badly injured because of you and it's lucky he wasn't! The stuff you said to Lucy was inexcusable, and downright ignorant. You are supposed to be adults. I see more children than adults in you. How pathetic must you be to do stupid shit like that? No. You're all pathetic. So you know what? Fuck off! Fuck right off and never come back." Jason finished with a glare at them that made them shrink back slightly in terror. All three of them had pale faces, and looked very uncomfortable and... Maybe even frightened.

Helplessly, Alex turned to Grant:

"Hey man, we're sorry you got hurt. It wasn't our fault. We didn't mean what we said to Lucy. Besides, it's her fault that she can't take a joke..." Richie and David nodded in agreement.

"Excuse me?" Grant's whole calm demeanour suddenly changed, "Don't try sucking up to me, that won't work. It was all your bloody fault and don't you dare say its Lucy's fault. It's because of your disgusting, childish behaviour that I got hurt." His normally calm voice started to rise, "So don't you blame Lucy, because she is a much better person than any of you will ever be! You're bullies. Pathetic, bullies who don't give two craps about other people's feelings! I don't know why we even bothered with you after the first little incident- it was a waste of our time having you here. I deeply regret it. So does Jay. And I feel sorry for Lucy having to have had to meet douches like you!" He took a breath to calm himself, "Leave now. Pack your things and leave. I don't care about the rest of the weekend. It's your fault. So go. Walk out. And you better bloody hope we never see you again."

Needless to say they all swiftly got up and left without a word. Richie gave Jay a funny look but almost ran out of the door when Jason took a warning step towards him.

"Cowards." Jason muttered after them. They all looked shaken- and it was pretty safe to say that we wouldn't be seeing them any time soon. To be honest, I was a little shaken myself. It was terrifying to see Jay and Grant yell like that... I never knew Grant could be so pissed off...

"Are you okay?" Grant's soft voice brought me out of my voice. All traces of anger had vanished from him and Jay. He touched my arm, and it was then that I realised that I was shaking slightly. Jason and Grant exchanged a concerned looked but brought me over to the couch where I sat in between them. "I'm sorry Lucy," Grant whispered, "I was just so upset that they would blame you... I was upset that they hurt you..."

"I'm sorry too," Jay rubbed my shoulder, "But I'm not sorry that I told them what's what. They deserved it. But I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's fine," I murmured quietly. Grant suddenly reached out and pulled me into a tight hug. Out of nowhere, I just broke down. Sobbing and crying into his t-shirt as he rubbed my back and murmured words of love to me.

"I'm... sorry..." I said between sobs- but it made my body rack even harder with sobs.

"Its fine Lucy," Grant said gently and softly, "You've been through alot over the past couple of days."

"You're just overwhelmed by all that's gone on," Jason said knowingly, "It's alot to handle for your first couple of investigations- but I think you've done brilliantly."

"You really have done so well Lucy," Grant told me as I stopped crying, "I'm proud of you." I straightened up and wiped the tears away. I managed a small smile for them and jokingly said:

"I don't think they'll be coming by the TAPS office anytime soon."